Forget Lance Armstrong (for today). Manny Pacquiao is my new inspiration to win the battle against cancer. Cancer is El Terrible. So is chemotherapy. That's why if chemo were a boxer, I'll hit him with my right hook, and jab him straight in the face. That bastard hit me hard on the body.

Like Manny. I wanna be like Manny. Everybody wants to be like Manny.